It's been pouring, really absolutely pouring the whole day. Yet here I sit by the Mac smiling broadly. It's my birthday, and although that's no BIIIG thing in the sense that there'd be a party or anything, it's always a bit special day. We usually spend the day at home, just me and Quatorze and the doggies, have a little something special to eat, drink some wine and then Quatorze makes a cake for me. This time she had found a very good white wine for the meal, and the cake was lovely, as it always is. Quatorze went shopping and bought nice little presents for me as well. Thank you, love!
In the evening, an old friend of ours called, just to get a phone number, and I invited her over for tea and cake, and she really made it. So I even had a visitor for my birthday! Because of the doggies and because I usually work in the evenings when everybody else is free, the socializing I can do is rather limited, so it's a special treat when a friend comes around. It was nice to chat. Here I am, still stupidly beaming to the screen. But oh, I'm feeling so good!
In the evening, an old friend of ours called, just to get a phone number, and I invited her over for tea and cake, and she really made it. So I even had a visitor for my birthday! Because of the doggies and because I usually work in the evenings when everybody else is free, the socializing I can do is rather limited, so it's a special treat when a friend comes around. It was nice to chat. Here I am, still stupidly beaming to the screen. But oh, I'm feeling so good!